Free Heavy Hearts by Kylie Kaemke Page A

make coffee.” Which even though it was so late in the day, coffee was something that I really needed.
    We must’ve exhausted each other after three hours of non-stop love making, and our bodies needed to revitalize themselves with extra hours of sleep. It felt great.
    Simon climbed out of bed, still naked, and I watched him leave the room; not able to take my eyes off his body. I stayed in bed and swiped my phone open to reveal Adam’s messages:
    9:03 AM “Lucy. You alright?
    9:47 AM “Text me when you get this.”
    10:37 AM MISSED CALL ADAM
    10:59 AM Seriously?!
    11:23 AM MISSED CALL ADAM
    12:05 PM Okay… I’m sure you’re okay. I’m going to stop worrying, but please call me when you get this!
    12:48 PM MISSED CALL ADAM
    I wasn’t really in the mood to speak to him so I just sent him a text back saying “I’m sorry, I slept in… so sue me. I’m okay. I’ll text or call you later, not sure what’s on my agenda today” which kept him at bay for the rest of the day; for the rest of the trip actually.
    I squirmed my way out of Simon’s bed and searched for my clothes. I wished that I had another outfit… but I clearly had no idea that I wasn’t going back to the hotel that night. I grabbed my bra, panties, shorts, and shirt and skipped into the bathroom. I was pumped full of energy and there was no way I was going to hide it.
    Looking at myself in the large mirror I was horrified. Mascara smeared under my eyes and greasy hair flung out in all different directions. After last night’s extra-curricular activities I was not smelling the greatest either, a scent of sweat and sex radiated off my body and a shower was sounding pretty good at that very moment. I dropped my clothes on the floor and walked over to the glass stand-up shower. Fiddling with the handle I figured out how to turn it on. Once the water was pouring out the shower head I slipped my hand under it and waited for the hot water to greet me and accept me into its embrace.
    It felt nice to let the gracious hot water wash away all the glorious sin of last night. All of the products in Simon’s shower were no doubt for men, but I didn’t mind as I squeezed a dime sized droplet of Head and Shoulders shampoo into my hands and worked up a lather of sweet smelling peppermint in my hair.
    As I rinsed the suds out of my locks I could hear footsteps on the tile floor. I tensed my body in anticipation as I heard the shower door open up and two hands found my waist.
    “You look resplendent when you’re wet.” He uttered suggestively as one of his hands moved lower. Suddenly I felt very aware and proud of my body. Simon wasn’t the only partner I have had, but he was the first to make me feel so dirty and beautiful at the same time.
    I let his hands wander and I backed myself up so my back was flush with his chest. His expert touch made me melt and I was his to do with what he pleased. I found it so simple to give all of myself over to him without the slightest bit of hesitation – and that’s when I snapped myself out of it.

Chapter 9
     
    I made a little bit of a scene in the shower, and I’m still a little foggy on what actually happened – it was as if I was a puppet being controlled by a psychotic puppet master who only wanted to see me suffer. There were tears, a little shouting, and then blood.
    I freaked out at the fact that I was falling for this man. Falling so fast that there was no coming back from it, and how was I supposed to deal with that? It wasn’t what I had in mind at the beginning of this quest. I wanted to find someone that I could have unemotional fun with, and this was becoming more emotional than I had ever experienced. I had to slow it down before it derailed; the only problem was that in trying to calm things I had created more chaos.
    “Should we talk about this?” Simon quietly asked, handing me a couple red tablets and a glass of water to alleviate the horrible cramps I was already feeling. I was so embarrassed by